This taste is so mystical
Like a moon shadow
Quite swaying
Rhythmic
Eyes turned pale
Babbling windy, hoarse
Frizz midrib
Cracked
In a little while it's dusk
Tell the rain
Not seduction
Hopefully
This taste is so mystical
Like a moon shadow
Quite swaying
Rhythmic
Eyes turned pale
Babbling windy, hoarse
Frizz midrib
Cracked
In a little while it's dusk
Tell the rain
Not seduction
Hopefully
Pretty cool poem.
Thanks sob
You are welcome.